The sky was getting darker.

Pengcheng, the office building of the headquarters of Aiqi.

In a spacious office building, the sound of keyboard tapping is constantly heard, and hundreds of staff members are busy in front of the computer.

This is the iStrange Technology Department, and their usual job is to maintain real-time updates on the server and website data.

But today, they are faced with a daunting task!

Every staff member is waiting in front of the computer.

In ten minutes, it will be the broadcast time of Aibizarre's self-made variety show "The Life of a Local Tyrant".

The high-level people who love bizarre and the main creative team of "The Life of a Local Tyrant" are all waiting in the room for this important moment.

Chief director Wang Qinan sat on a leather sofa, his brows furrowed, and his inner anxiety was undoubtedly revealed.

This is the first work that the boss has filmed, and he must attach great importance to it, if the ratings are not good, he will definitely be jointly and severally liable, and he will be fired if he doesn't do well.

Also, love the bizarre high-rise.

Don't look at Du Xiaolan, the director of iQiwei standing beside him, who seems to be amiable.

In these days, he has also supported himself, but if the first release of "The Life of a Local Tyrant" fails, this Mr. Du may immediately turn his face against himself.

Failure means that you have to get out of this building immediately.

"Boss, Feifei God, you have to be powerful!"

At this time, Wang Qinan can only expect the performance of the boss, and look forward to the premiere of "The Life of a Local Tyrant"!

This time, "The Life of a Local Tyrant" has enabled a new mode, that is, the first 20 minutes are free to watch, and the later ones need to love strange VIPs to watch.

This is also the first time that iQiwei has tried this model on a variety show, and no one is sure if it can succeed.

The clock on the wall walked minute by minute, ticking and ticking.

Every step he took made Wang Qinan's nervousness worsen, and even cold sweat broke out in his palms.

"Success or failure is here!"

When the time comes to 7 o'clock, the latest real-time statistics start to appear on the computer.

Wang Qinan suppressed his nervousness and stared at the monitor.

Ten minutes later, the latest data appeared on the computer.

"The total number of viewers in 10 minutes is 5 million, and the number of VIP viewers in 10 minutes is 2.2 million!"

......

"5 million!"

When Wang Qinan saw this data, he stood up suddenly, and almost bumped into a choreographer behind him.

This data almost made him can't believe it's true!

"In ten minutes, the total number of views reached 5 million, and the number of VIP viewers exceeded 2.2 million!" Du Xiaolan knocked on the table next to him, overjoyed.

"So we're on fire, I'm not dreaming!"

Wang Qinan pinched his thigh hard, making it look like he wasn't dreaming.

This premiere lasted for ten minutes, reaching a very high number of viewers, and the boss knew that he would be very happy, 5 million in ten minutes!

He never imagined that the variety show he directed could have such a high number of views in just 10 minutes.

Next, the good news continued, and Wang Qinan's weak heart was almost unbearable with excitement.

"In 20 minutes, the total number of viewers exceeded 8 million, and the number of VIP viewers exceeded 4 million!"

"In 30 minutes, the total number of viewers exceeded 10 million, and the number of VIP viewers exceeded 5.5 million!"

"In one hour, the total number of viewers exceeded 12 million, and the number of VIP viewers exceeded 6 million!"

......

A series of crazy numbers made Wang Qinan speechless in surprise, as if time had frozen.

At this time, there were still 5 minutes left until 10 p.m., and the total number of viewers was already close to 30 million, and everyone in the room was shouting:

"Thirty million!"

"Thirty million!"

"Thirty million!!"

Finally, the time came to ten o'clock, and "The Life of a Local Tyrant" was launched for three hours, and the total number of viewers exceeded 30 million.

Rumble!

"We made it!"

Everyone was in tears and excited!

In just 3 hours, the number of viewers of "The Life of a Local Tyrant" has exceeded 30 million, and the number of VIP views has exceeded 0 million!

This is an extremely scary statistic!

At this moment, Wang Qinan, Du Xiaolan, the program team of "The Life of a Local Tyrant", and the staff of Aibizarre, everyone forgot their identities and forgot the difference between men and women, hugging each other, and screams were intertwined.

"We made it!"

"The ratings are red!"

It took a long time for everyone to calm down their excitement.

"Everyone, be quiet. Wang Qinan clapped his palms, and after everyone quieted down, he announced loudly: "In order to celebrate the popularity of "The Life of a Local Tyrant", the five-star Hilton Hotel will start tonight, and if you don't get drunk, you won't return, our dear Mr. Du will pay, do you think it's okay?"

"I raise my hands and feet in favor!"

"Wow! Mr. Du is atmospheric!"

"Mr. Du, I'm not going to go for someone else's treat!"

"Mr. Du is really bold!"

Du Xiaolan smiled and nodded helplessly, willing to be ripped off.

So, in the midst of cheers, the iQiwei Company slaughtered the nearby Hilton Hotel.

......

Pengcheng Noble High School, girls' dormitory.

In the dormitory, Yang Linlin and several female classmates gathered around to watch the premiere of "The Life of a Local Tyrant".

On the screen of the mobile phone, the picture of Yang Fei's gambling is playing.

I saw Yang Fei stand up violently and grinned: "Hahaha, I won! Thank you Mr. Marubeni for your generous donation!"

Seeing this picture, Yang Linlin was fascinated, covered her mouth with her hands, and shouted excitedly.

"Wow, cousin, you're so handsome!"

Yang Linlin shouted excitedly, and it took a long time to stop.

At this time, the rest of the students in the dormitory cast curious glances.

"Linlin, you just said that the Great God of Feifei is your cousin?"

Yang Linlin looked proud, nodded and said, "Yes, Yang Fei is my cousin." ”

"Really?"

"Bragging, you?"

"I don't believe it. ”

Her classmates all looked at her with questioning.

I don't believe this, Yang Linlin has her own way to prove it.

She took out a photo of herself and her cousin, and several classmates were dumbfounded.

This is not over, Yang Linlin then dialed Yang Fei's phone.

A classmate's eyes widened, and she saw that in the live video, Yang Fei really connected the phone.

"Linlin. ”

Yang Fei's voice came from the mobile phone, and Yang Linlin's classmate was stunned.

Feifei God really answered the phone!

Oh, my God!

Feifei God is really Linlin's cousin!

"Oh my God, Linlin, you are really a rich second generation!"

"Linlin, you are actually the cousin of the Feifei God?"

"Linlin, I didn't expect your family to be so rich!"

Yang Linlin smiled, made a gesture to make everyone quiet, and said to her cousin on the phone: "Cousin, I'm watching your live broadcast, you are so handsome!"

"Hahaha, huh?"

"Really, it's so handsome!" Yang Linlin finished patting her ass, and then asked: "Cousin, your show is so fun, I want to participate in it too." ”

"When you finish the college entrance examination, I'll bring you over, how about it?"

"Yes, thank you, cousin, long live cousin, love you, Momoda!"

Hearing Yang Fei's promise, Yang Linlin jumped up excitedly and was very happy.